The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Beryl's POV:

I waved my hand to bid my mother goodbye and turned on my heels to follow Arron to line up.

I garbled the cookies in my pocket and began to miss my mother even though we just parted. But I drilled the thought in my mind that it was futile dwelling on unfounded longing when we would be seeing each other soon.

My love for my mother was infinite, and no one could replace her in my heart.

Adding myself to the list as I lined up after Arron, none of us could have braced ourselves for parting from our mothers at this moment.

It wouldn't surprise me to know there were diverse beautiful and lovely children, each unique from one another, in the capital city. Just thinking about how Mommy would actually fancy other children aside from me and my brother was enough to crush my spirits. I shivered. Arron and I must keep an eye on Mommy.

I faced forward and had myself on alert. I set my eyes up front and there I saw the leader of the team-a plump she-wolf who was the picture of a kind one at that. I paid attention as she softly spoke, and it was almost as if she was easy to fool.

I busied myself munching the cookies I got while scanning the area. Everyone was participating in the game.

where are you?" The teacher moved her head from one side to the other

the cookies and waved my hand

play hide and seek with us." She waved at

my hands. After a while, I walked over to where they were and decided

as I was left with no other choice. For Arron's and my plan to work out just fine, I had

unwillingness on my face, I picked up the ball for them, which surprised the teacher the

took out a handful of candies

was somehow pleased with how things turned out; I got free snacks and I would love to share them with Arron later. The game went on with me managing to behave myself;

Arron couldn't stand how I was conducting myself anymore. He came to remind me as stealthily as he could that my acting was the worst and that if I were

came to notice, were shooting at me with disbelieving glances and were whispering to each other. Perhaps they, too, were bewildered at

in a thin line. I shot a stare at the ball in my hand before throwing it into the bin, just as the stout teacher turned her head to see it

handful of candies for me. "Watch how you behave. If you're not going to be a good sport, then you can rest in your corner. You can wait for the desserts later." Instead

more speechless than them when I behaved weirdly was an understatement! Still, I maintained an expressionless face as I walked to the resting area, propped myself on a small stool, and began counting how many candies I had in

let myself get absorbed in dividing the candies evenly for Arron and me. When I counted